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Essentially, Leftfield have ONE genuinely cracking album in their canon.

So do Daft Punk.

Both put out some utter dogshit as well. But their decent stuff more than atones for it.

...at least Leftfield had one unquestionable classic. Homework is chronically overrated, could never imagine sticking that on to a room full of clattered people and playing it from beginning to end.

I'll actually agree with you on Rhythm & Stealth, far from a classic album, a couple of decent tracks, but otherwise was a massive let down for me (and I'm a huge fan). However, they did have 4/5 years of absolutely belting tracks/remixes before Leftism came along, and are fucking massive live.

Loved some of the Roule stuff and the aforementioned Da Funk, but not nearly enough good underground stuff from Daft Punk to put them remotely in the same category IMO

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sabotini wrote:

Even by your trolling standards, defending Fatboy Slim is low.

Beats international, The mighty dubcats, Pizzaman -baby-loop & Sans Bateaux, fuck all wrong with any of them. Better than anything Gupta and his mates have ever produced. Merely asking what rhouses had in his locker for him to find it approprite to belittle anyone with a smattering of talent.

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Andy C wrote:

It's a refreshing sound in the current commercial climate

So, a cheesy pop-dance summer record is a refreshing change to more commercial sounding music? Meh. I've no interest in Moroder or Nile Rodgers either, their time was the seventies and there's more interesting things happening now. But that's Daft Punk all over isn't it? Ripping off old tunes for their crappy bubble bath grooves and living large in the dim and distant Disco past. Justice are also twonks, and their bastard love children Alex Metric and Calvin Harris can also sail off with them into the sunset for all I care.

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Dermo wrote:

Met Metric once. I challenge anyone to prove him being anything other than a massive massive bellend.

Indeed. I was messing about in his shared studio a few years back, before he managed to somehow squeeze Pete Tong's half-chink cock into his mouth and suck his way to a career. There was all this odd looking analogue gear strewn around, and he used to write all his lyrics down on pieces of A4 paper and stick them all over the walls with masking tape, like some spastic fantasist in a mental hospital who thinks he's the reincarnation of George Harrison. It was fucking freezing as well.

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Was at a wedding of a mutual friend. Cunt must have tried to tell everyone in there at least once who he was. Me and the Mrs purposely pretended we had never heard of him or any of his music which really annoyed him.